Erin Craig Novels & Stories

Craig offered, drawing Antoine’s attention to himself. "Who the fuck are you?" Antoine demanded, going on defense. "I’m Craig Hamilton." Craig began, holding up his hands in an I’m innocent gesture. "I don’t give a damn about what your name is." Antoine snapped, stepping between Craig and me. I want to know what the hell you are!" "I’m a hunter." Craig responded slowly. "Hunter?" Antoine repeated. "I thought hunters were all disbanded a long time ago." "They were." Craig agreed. "However, I’m not from your time."

But my steps halted when I heard the quiet sound of a car engine stopping nearby. My heart instantly sank. Slowly, the back window rolled down, revealing Gregor’s face with his sharp yet captivating gaze. A faint smile curved on his lips. “Sienna White.” I instinctively stepped back half a pace, clutching the shopping bag tighter. “I have no business with you.” Gregor opened the car door and got out. His black suit was immaculate, his aura dominating anyone around him. A few passersby on the sidewalk even lowered their heads or chose to move away, as if they knew this man was no ordinary person.

#DesignGeniusExposedAsPlagiarist #HeiressSonStopsAtNothingForPrize Hashtags like these dominated news sites overnight. Lionel's image of a talented genius crumbled in a single night, leaving him nailed to a pillar of shame. From the heights, he fell into the mud, becoming a public pariah. He came to the hospital, begging me to forgive him. "Sebastian, I was wrong! I really was wrong! On account of our past, please tell the media it's all a misunderstanding, okay?" He grabbed my hand, crying pitifully. I coldly shrugged him off. "Lionel, what past do we have? When you took my work and claimed the prize, when you kicked me while I was down… Why didn't you talk about our past then?"

"I heard she is going to marry a businessman from China. Kris Wu." "Oh, that is good. She won't stick to me like a leech and ask for attention like it used to." "Wait, I thought you were never uncomfortable with Jessica's noisy and demeanor," said Shane in amazement. “I just don't want to disappoint her. You, me, Jessica, we have almost the same life path. When I saw her nagging at me, I felt like she wouldn't have anyone else to listen to her whining." "What about Edna?"

He wanted me gone talking about protection. Hmm! What about this strange feeling that wouldn't let me concentrate? God, please help me. He prayed. But no matter how many times he repeated it or prayed, his heart refused to forget. Back inside Summit Global, word spread around the company and beyond. “Did you hear about the new guy? Daniel Reyes?” “The one the CEO interviewed personally?” “They say he caught errors in our financial sheets during the interview.” “No way.” “I swear, Ms. Chen herself said it.” The whispers grew, rippling through departments like wildfire. Within a single day, Daniel’s name was already spoken with curiosity and respect.

“She called me a fucking cunt. It was almost funny watching Helen type that up. Renée said, ‘Don’t type that,’ and Helen said, ‘Everything’s going in the minutes.’ I thought Renée was going to tear her laptop out of her hands.” “What did Craig say while all this was going on?” “He just put his head in his hands.” I look through the window at the view. It’s a few hours until sunset. The sun’s rays have bathed the grass in a warm gold, and they’re reflecting off the windows of the high-rise buildings, almost blinding me. I think about Craig—one of my oldest friends—and how he seemed almost broken, a completely different man from the witty, smart guy I thought I knew so well.

I explain. They all nod. “So do you know what you’re having Craig?” he asks Craig. Craig shakes his head. “But I think it’s a girl. It has to be.” He says confidently. We all nod, but don’t say anything. The guy has always wanted a daughter. I remember how he said he’d have a daughter one day when we were in college, and he was talking about having kids. I don’t understand his obsession but he’s my friend, so I didn’t say anything.

Evelyn Hart saved Bryan Kingsley’s life once. He repaid her by ruining hers. As children, she pulled him from a river, but her sister Lily stole the credit before he woke. Bryan grew up loving Lily, while Evelyn became the quiet girl no one remembered. Years later, when Lily was left paralyzed after a mysterious accident, Evelyn took the blame. Bryan believed the worst of her, forced her into a loveless marriage and spent three years making her pay for a lie she never told. Then Lily came back, walking and looking beautiful and ready to reclaim him. Bryan divorced Evelyn without hesitation, and Evelyn disappeared with a broken heart, a secret from his dead mother and a child he did not

“Especially then. Anyone desperate enough to plead their way in is probably hiding something.” “I’ll have Hugo and his team sweep the area before anyone even arrives. No one’s getting within a mile of that building without us knowing.” Ric nodded but didn’t look entirely convinced. “And Crystal? She’s been sniffing around again. You know how unpredictable she can be when she’s feeling… neglected.” I let out a frustrated sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. Crystal is indeed unpredictable, she's been spoiled her whole life and she's used to getting whatever she wants.

"I just want to see my family." "Cathy, you are not going anywhere?" Craig's voice is cold, he is happy with his life here and nothing will make him go back, he had read about the disaster facing the company and his people and a man he met at the market had told him that he is a curse and that if he doesn't break the curse, he might lose the one thing he holds dear to himself. "But..." "I said no way and I don't want to hear this again," Craig yelled at her, and she ran inside, Crag was coming out, and he saw Cathy crying inside, so he walked to Craig.